
| She was gagged with a ball skewered on a short length of bamboo and tied in place like a cross between a bit and a ball gag. Her head was down and I could see shiny beads of sweat dripping from her nose to form a damp patch in the earth beneath her. There was a frown of concentration on her face as she struggled to stay focussed, while a trembling in her right leg threatened to upset her balance on the wooden block |